"Set Your Heart on Spiritual Treasures." I have been thinking about this during the past week. I always knew that there were no treasures on earth. Material things are nice but can be fleeting or stolen overnight. My kids chose not to be Witnesses, so I had no "letters of recommendation" from the years of effort I put there. Neither have I ever studied with anybody to the point of baptism. So, no treasures there. I tried convincing myself that the people at the KH at least partly accounted their pleasure in the "truth" to knowing people like me. I was friendly, wholesome, honest and made every effort to be encouraging and loyal. I put serious thought into my talks. Yet, really, there is no reward in the form of true, long-lasting friendships. So, I figured that I was banking "treasures in heaven." Jehovah knows what I am about.
Then there was a crisis. I prayed my heart out for two years to find a resolution to this crisis. Nothing. No thing. Nada. Zip. Personal relationship with the Most High God? Nope.
I will be at the meeting this morning, dammit, and I think I will be having a lot of feelings for the ones who make their own comments.
I'll be keeping my mouth shut.
I don't regret the sort of person that I am. Just my gullibility.